Kartika and Ashwani were enjoying their stay at Avanti. Two days went by, and they almost forgot their true purpose of the visit.
Kartika was listening in shock. He could not believe that Rohini’s father had entered the forest at a point. He asked Ashwani, “Are you sure? You are talking about Rohini’s father?” Ashwani was taken aback, “You call your mother-in-law by her name.” He laughed. “Wow! Do you know her personally?” Kartika at once got alert. …
Ashwani was given a heartwarming welcome in Ashwasena. He was a charming prince with a great sense of humor. Unlike Kartika who was silent and aggressive,
Kartika spent his time in solitude. He was still mourning the death of his father. Six months had passed. He still had no news of the wretched Sage.
Things had resumed back to normal in Raghopur. Samay was happy that his boat was not coming empty on the shore. The last few days were difficult for his father.
The boys had returned to the village after encountering the royal ship. The ship moved towards the village named Pushpamela.
Samay sat quietly near the river as his father hinged the boat to the hook. He was silently doing his work.
Weeks passed by and Ramanand’s family got back to their regular life. Saroj would spend most of the time doing her household chores. She would wake up early in the morning. After bathing she would do her prayers in front of the holy basil plant (Tulsi). She would put fire in the chulha and prepare …
That night was so dark as if the moon would never share its light again with Earth. Or it might have been an illusion of a kid who was looking at his father.
Chapter 1: The break up Mansi kept staring at Rishi sitting diagonally opposite her in the class. She had no idea what was being taught on the board. Even the hot summer heat could not distract her as she saw Riya talking so cheerfully to Rishi. It was only a month since their breakup and …
Varun was sick. His body was quite weak, and he had been in bed for four days. His father, Shravan Ghosh, was a shopkeeper who owned a stationery store in the main market.Shravan was worried. His elder son usually helped him at the shop, but now, with Varun sick, Shravan was finding it difficult to …
The thirteen-year-old Varun was in deep sleep when a sharp voice woke him up. “Varun! wake up….I said wake up…now”, his mother was shouting from the kitchen. Varun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the school bag kept on the shelf. His laziness faded as he impulsively sprung out of the bed and sat …